Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

For a moment, Dante was poised on the needle point of either bursting out laughing or bursting out crying.

Did she actually ask him out loud if he loved her?

He had used every means at his fingertips to ensure her safety.

He had gathered from every corner of the galaxy everything that he could possibly find that she loved, as a precious gift for her.

He had moved heaven and earth to create a warm and comfortable home for her within his Moon because he knew that with the charges against her, she could never return to Earth.

He had cried so many tears over her every time she was in danger or something bad had happened.

And on top of all that, he had even done the one thing that he had been hesitant to do—take on the Crown Prince position and cast Byron adrift just so he could legitimately ask her to marry him.

He had done all this because he loved this woman to the depths of his core. And now she was asking him if he loved her?

Did he have to say the words?

Candi gazed into his eyes, waiting expectantly.

She could see all that he had done, and it was more than words could ever possibly say. But she couldn't help herself.

She was a woman, damn it, and a woman still wanted to hear a man say it out loud. Preferably many times. Many many times.

'I love you.' He whispered inside her mind.

"Ehhh???" She pulled on her earlobe as if she was hard of hearing.

'I love you, Baby Girl.' He said it a bit louder within her mind's ear.

"I can't hear you." She sing-songed in her sassy voice.

He growled and pounced on her, pressing her to the bed.

'What can you not hear? Is this not clear enough?'

"Do you have laryngitis? Is your voice broken?" She asked, giggling as he began to tickle her.

Dante paused, resting his head on her forehead.

The minx wanted him to say it out loud and not just think the words into her mind.

Fine.

He would give her the words she wanted to hear.

"I love you with every inhale and every exhale. I love you with every drop of sunshine and every beam of moonlight."

His gravelly rumbling voice reverberated into the space between them, tickling her ears and the depths of her heart.

"I love you with everything within me that is capable of love. I love you so much that sometimes it hurts my heart because I feel you so deeply inside."

His deep voice hit so many delicate nerve endings within Candi's body that she shivered with delight.

"Hmmmmm." She sighed with contentment.

"Is that a yes?" He asked.

"Yes." She responded.

Dante closed his eyes.

He didn't want to shed tears at this moment because it was a happy moment, but his eyes kept leaking. And he never got a chance to dry his tears because his woman had just wrestled him onto his back.

She was doing something and saying something to him.

"Didn't you say we were going to go further if I wished?" She murmured into his ear. "Well, I wish."

She reached out, and with a decisive movement, pulled his clothing off.

His rock hard manhood sprang out, unencumbered by the restrictive clothing.

Dante swiftly inhaled. He reached out, cupping her face with both hands. Leaning toward her, he began kissing her tenderly.

His hands reached behind her head, gently cradling her.

What he did not expect was that his shaft would be mere inches away from Candi's hands, and that she would take advantage of that fact.

Not wasting any opportunities, she reached out and grabbed his swollen engorged manhood with both hands.

He winced, resting his forehead on hers, as a sharp hiss of breath expelled from his nostrils.

Candi looked down at the large warm member trembling in her hands. She licked her lips, staring at the one-eyed love slit that was weeping with all the pent-up desire that he'd had collected within himself all this time.

Lowering her head, she reached out with her tongue and licked the cleft of his shaft, tasting the slightly salty pre-cum that had begun to ooze from his love slit.

"Mmmmmhhhh," he rumbled in his deep baritone voice and shuddered. His hands were cradling the back of her head, but he held himself back, giving her the initiative of movement.

Without wasting any more time, she tucked her tongue and wrapped her lips around his engorged head. Then she slowly began swallowing him whole.

The large bulbous tip of his shaft touched the back of her throat...and then it went deeper in.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh." He sighed with ecstasy.

She pulled back a bit and took a breath, but his hands were already pushing the back of her head, wanting to go back into that deep darkness of her throat.

Slowly and with steady strokes, she began to pump his shaft into her mouth. She continued grasping the base of his shaft as she moved her head back and forth, stopping when the head of his penis hit the back of her throat.

As she stroked him into her throat, he groaned and convulsed, gasping for air.

Suddenly, he held onto the back of her head as his pelvis thrust hard. He plunged his entire manhood inside her mouth, up to the hilt.

For a second, Candi was so surprised that she forgot to breathe through her nose. Her throat was filled with the taste of him.

But then he pulled back slightly and she let out another breath.

His eyes were squeezed shut. His sensual lips opened as he breathed in ragged breaths.

He looked grim, as if he was in pain.

She pulled back, removing his engorged, veiny manhood from her mouth. Precum mixed with saliva dripped in long strands from the tip of his penis to her mouth.

"Am I hurting you?"

"Ahhhh...no. Not hurt. It just feels amazing." He swallowed involuntarily. "We can't do that too much. It feels too good, and I don't want to come just yet."

"Then let's do other things," she whispered as she reached out with both hands and began touching his pecs, rubbing gently his erect male nipples.

Dante drew in a hiss.

Candi smiled.

She had found his secret erogenous zone.

Her mouth latched onto his chest and she began to lick his nipples. That familiar deep rumbling deep within his throat began to sound.

She continued licking, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure.

Before she knew it, she had added a few dark red kiss marks on his otherwise perfect body. They were both starting to get rather spotty, the more they pleasured each other.

When Dante could no longer handle more of her kisses, he shifted her body so she was lying back onto the bed.

In one quick motion, he pulled off her skirt and threw it to the floor. His body shifted until he was almost on top of her.

His rock hard thighs eased her legs apart as he gently rumbled deep within his chest, barely intelligible words of lust and love. Then his mouth covered her lips, and there were no more words.

Dante held her head in one hand, deepening his kisses as his other hand gently stroked her lower abdomen.

Slowly, he reached in between her legs.

As his finger touched her swollen bud of desire, Candi gasped, her back arching upwards. She was already drenched with desire, her juices soaking his fingers.

Dante began gently rolling her moist bud with his thumb and then dipped a finger into her, separating the lips of her womanhood.

Reaching into her petals, he gently probed her, touched the intact hymen. Being very careful, he continued touching her with great expertise, knowing exactly how much pressure to exert to make her cry with ecstasy.

"You are so wet…" he whispered.

Candi looked away, embarrassed at her body's reaction to his touch.

He gave a gentle laugh and bent down to taste her lips again, even as his fingers continued rubbing her clit and dipping into her depths.

Her heart beat furiously.

She could hear the pounding in her ears. She craved Dante's touch so badly, and it was all she could do to hold back her sudden intense desire to scream out loud.

She grabbed onto his shoulders with both hands and tried to stifle her moans, but as he continued to build wave after wave of intense pleasure, her soft moans became sobs of bliss.

Dante did not let up.

The more she moaned and sobbed, the more he stroked and petted. His fingers continued stroking her outer lips and her clit, drawing circles around her raised nub, and then he began playing with it directly.

Her body was instantly overcome with intense pleasure. She wracked with pure sensation as an intense feeling of sweet arousal flushed over her loins.

"Aaahhhh Dante. I want you inside of me." She gasped.

"I want to enter you too, Baby Girl, but I don't know if I can control myself." He reached out and pushed back her sweat-damp blonde hair from her face.

"Let's go slow."

"It might hurt you a bit, Love. I can feel your virgin body still."

Candi smiled.

"No pain, no gain."